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Ms. Morrell wasn't in her office when we arrived. There was another girl waiting but when Stiles and Lydia started going through Lydia's file, which was full of trees, the girl told us we had more problems than her and took off.

"Maybe it's a good thing Ms. Morrell isn't here, I mean what help could she be really?" I asked. "Then again, she could be off planning something with Deucalion so there's always a negative side to things." Lydia glared at me again.

Stiles held up one of the trees. He turned it on it's side so the branches pointed left and held it up to the light, as if he was inspecting a counterfeit bill. Then he pointed the branches down and stared at it for a second. "This isn't a tree. It's roots."

"Roots? What does that mean? What good are roots?" Lydia asked.

Stiles turned to me. "The place where Derek killed Paige."

"The same place that Julia died and was resurrected," I realized.

"Where is that?" Lydia asked.

"I don't know," Stiles said. Lydia frowned at us.

"But Derek and Peter do, we need to go back to the loft."

On the way out of Ms. Morrell's office we were stopped by a man I didn't recognize. Stiles obviously did and he made a face like he'd just taken a sip of sour milk. "Are you Ava Bates?" The man asked me.

"Who are you?" I asked. He flipped his badge open.

"Stiles, I need to talk to you about your father. Miss Bates, I've learned that you were there the night the Sherriff was abducted and I'm going to need to ask you a few questions about that night."

"FBI, why am I not surprised, literally the most annoying government agency known to man," I mumbled as Stiles and I followed the agent down the hall to the principal's office. He took Stiles inside first and then after a few minutes switched us out.

"You act like you've had prior experience with the FBI," the agent said.

I shrugged. "Just from what I've seen on TV," I lied. "You guys seem like jerks."

"The night you were attacked, why didn't you stay after to give your statement to the police?" He asked.

"Lydia had it covered, I think. Anyway, she's the one that got strangled. I just tried to save her. It wasn't a big deal."

"Ms. Blake is a suspect in the abduction of an officer of the law and you don't appear to care."

"Oh I care, I just don't think there's anything I can tell you that'll help you out."

"On the contrary, I think you know a lot."

"I didn't say I didn't know anything, I said there's nothing I can tell you."

"This could be considered obstruction of justice, Miss Bates."

"I'm pretty sure the constitution gives me the right to remain silent." I mimed zipping my lips.

He stared at me for a moment and then sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Fine, you and Stilinski are free to go." He followed me out of the office. "Stiles, you shouldn't go home alone. Do you have anyone who can take you?"

"Other than Ava?" Stiles asked.

"Yes, other than the other child present," the agent said annoyed. I rolled my eyes, if only he knew.

"I'll take them both," Deaton said walking down the hallway. The FBI agent frowned at us but let us both go with Deaton.

"Who does that guy think he is?" I asked.

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